Buckbeak's case was over, and Fudge stood in the back doorway, looked at it, signed the paperwork, and headed back to the Ministry of Magic with the other two - there was more important business waiting for him!

When Dumbledore followed, Harry, Ron, and Hermione hurriedly pushed the door open and walked into the cabin.

"Maka, you really did it!" Hermione said excitedly, "We've all seen that Buckbeak went to the Forbidden Forest—"

"You just know, go back and send it away, and this thing will be over." Maca nodded, "But don't be busy just yet...... Harry, I think there's one thing you have to know, you can go to Professor Lupin's office and he'll tell you everything. ”

"What's the matter? Can we go together? Ron asked curiously.

"Of course you can, in fact, this matter has a lot to do with you." Maka said, "Go together!" ”

"Won't you come along?" Hermione asked.

But Maca shook her head, "I still have something to do, so I won't join in the fun." ”

There are indeed a lot of things to do for Maca, but what no one could have imagined is that the first thing he went to was the seventh greenhouse.

There was no other reason for him to go there, but because the unknown plants had already grown buds. But it was precisely because of those buds that there was no one to enter the seventh greenhouse.

Professor Sprout told Maca that the appearance of the buds made the plants even more attractive to living things.

It was about a few days ago!

That morning, a senior student came to Sprout to request access to Greenhouse 7 to observe some of the more dangerous plants.

It was certainly a good thing that he enjoyed learning, and the student had always had good grades in herbalism, and Professor Sprout was quick to approve his application.

However, until noon that day, the student did not come to hand over the key, and Professor Sprout finally noticed the anomaly.

When she reached the outside of the seventh greenhouse, she could see through the glass of the greenhouse a figure standing dumbfounded, motionless.

And the location he was facing was the area of the plants that Maca had planted.

Professor Sprout immediately recalled the characteristics of those plants, and she knew that they were most likely to bud......

Sprout thought about it, closed her eyes, clipped her nose, and even put on a filter mask - no way, there are many wonderful plants in this world that are always difficult to guard against, and for her, this is the charm of those plants.

But in the same way, it is also a headache.

Finally, Sprout was so blind that he reached the student from memory and forcibly dragged him out of the greenhouse......

Today is the day that Marca and Professor Sprout have made an appointment - they will cooperate with each other to write a cultivation record for those plants.

"Professor Sprout, I'm here."

Maca went to the Professor's Herbology Office, where Professor Sprout was sitting on a sofa chair at the table waiting for him!

"Oh - just right, you see - I wrote down the specific operation process!" Sprout smiled and said, "Come on! Let's take a closer look at it! ”

Maca stepped forward, sat down next to her, picked up the parchment on the table, and looked at it.

Sprout's office is always so casual that there are no desks, and there are all kinds of flower pots everywhere, and there are flowers and plants everywhere.

From this particular office, it is clear that Professor Sprout is indeed an easy-going teacher.

But Maca was used to it—he had several greenhouses where he cultivated magical plants for potions research, all of which were made possible by Sprout's special care for him.

As the head of Hufflepuff House, Professor Sprout was so pleased with Maca's excellent student. Not to mention that she had always been partial to the students of her house, even if she was as strict as Snape, she probably wouldn't turn down a student like Maca.

"Professor, I think the process is almost impeccable—" Maka looked up as he read the words on the parchment, and said earnestly, "but I think our tasks should be reversed. ”

"You're saying it's up to you to observe them?" Professor Sprout hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, this is too unsafe! I'm a teacher, and I'm supposed to do this kind of thing......"

But Maca still insisted on his advice, and he explained, "Professor, you listen to me...... I am proposing this precisely because you have much more experience with plants than I do, and we need to be kept absolutely awake by the experienced one. ”

Professor Sprout heard this, and after some consideration, she agreed to Maca's suggestion.

Once the process is finalized, it's time to try to get started.

The process is actually not complicated, Maca only needs to tie a rope around her waist, then put on all the protective equipment, feel the blind to the position, and remove the protective gear one by one, so as to try to determine the characteristics of the plant.

If Maca is confused by the plants, Sprout pulls the rope back and uses his sober position as the area of influence of the plants.

In the end, the two of them completed the cultivation record together.

However, it is easier said than done, but it is actually quite difficult. The difficulty was that none of them could be sure if Maca would be able to see the crucial data he was supposed to obtain.

Because, after the student who was bewitched by the plant, he immediately said that he did not remember what he had seen!

"Professor, then I'll go in." As she spoke, Maca opened the door and headed into the greenhouse.

The layout of the seventh greenhouse was not much different from the last time Maca was here, many of the plants that looked quite dangerous kept showing their teeth and claws, and the effect of the plants did not seem to work on the other plants.

Of course, Maca can't see these situations for the time being, because he still wears an eye patch!

The layout of the greenhouse Maca was very familiar, even though it was quite large, but he didn't make a mistake, and soon touched the vicinity of the original location.

Maca reached out and touched his left side again, and after reconfirming his exact position and orientation, he decisively began to take off his protective gear one by one.

And every time he took off, he would feel it carefully until he was sure that there was no effect, and then he would take off another one.

It didn't take long for his sense of hearing and smell to be restored, but everything was normal. There were all kinds of smells in the air, but nothing happened.

The next step is tactile.

Maca reached forward, her hand moving a little...... The next moment, he felt his fingertips touch the stems and leaves of the plant, but there was nothing out of the ordinary.

He touched the plant carefully, and then, a round, pointy thing fell into his fingertips—it was supposed to be a bud, and it had indeed given birth to a bud!

Now comes the final step, it's time to take off the blindfold and look directly with your own eyes......

The moment Maca removed her blindfold and opened her eyes, a strange blankness filled his mind—as if he didn't have to think about anything.

Or rather, he lost consciousness and just maintained a standing position, his eyes staring blankly at the buds, and he didn't make any movements.

But not long after, about a few seconds, Maca's fingers twitched.

……

"This is ......" Maca looked around in confusion, her mind was like a mess of mush, "Hmm...... Where is this? ”

He found himself sitting on a bed, and his surroundings felt very familiar to him, like ......

“…… It's like ...... Topoint? ”

Maca felt as if her memory was slowly becoming clearer.

"Hey, I'm sleeping, isn't it Topoint?" He shook his head suddenly, reached out and opened the curtains, and the setting sun outside suddenly shone in, covering the otherwise dim interior with a layer of gold.

He yawned heavily, stretched again, and casually exclaimed, "Well—it's a new day!" ”

He lifted the quilt, got out of bed and got dressed, and then pushed open the door and walked quickly downstairs.

With the sound of footsteps "tom tom", an angry roar came from the first floor: "Damn, can't you kid walk lightly?" Lao Tzu's ancestral stairs are about to be broken by you! ”

"Come on! All you have to do is take care of your family's ancestral pounds! Maca said as she walked to the bathroom on the second floor.

When he had taken a shower and cleaned himself up, he went down to the first floor.

Half of the ground floor of this large two-storey house with an attic has been converted into a bar by its owner, Angelo, while the other half is used as a back kitchen.

In the past, Maca also found his first job here as a cook.

As for the second floor, it was also converted into several separate rooms by Anglo, a bachelor, and rented to several other residents. Only a slightly larger room was left for him to live in.

Maca, on the other hand, will have to live in the attic - after all, it was provided free of charge by Uncle Anglo. And not to mention, although Maca always dislikes the cramped and oppressive place, the scenery outside the window is still very good.

"Hey! Anglo! Maca walked from the back kitchen to the back of the bar at the front of her, and said with a hippie smile, "Good morning!" ”

"Boy, don't always think of other people's sunsets as your sunrise!"

Anglo is a strong man with a big beard, and his only hobby is fitness in addition to receiving customers. Look at his tendon flesh, with his nearly two-meter-tall head, he looks like a brown bear!

"Look, aren't I used to the good nightlife?" Maca waved his hand, even if he said hello, and then he went back to the back kitchen, intending to find himself something to eat to fill his stomach.